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I. 

Hail to Sigma Epsilon, 

Queen of good and gladness ! 
Never may the spoiler smite thee ! 
Never may the traitor blight thee 

With a breath of sadness ! 

II. 

Let the smile of harmony, 

As a fetter golden, 

Bind the hearts of every brother 
Planet-like to one another, 

'Neath our roof-tree olden. 

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III. 

When the Queen of Paradise 

Makes the valleys vernal, 
Then in every willing bosom, 
Let oar aspirations blosom, 

Into fruit eternal, 

IV. 

When with hoarded fruitfulness, 

Autumn smiles in beauty, 
Let us reap and garner round us 
All the sheaves which love hath bound us, 

Sheaves of truth and duty. 

V. 

Then those burls of Paradise, 

Then that fruit of glory, 
Shall like twining arms caress us, 
And with strength and honor bless us, 

When our hairs are hoary. 



AIR,— "Lauriger." '63. 



Brothers, here with purpose true. 

Let us meet together ; 
With united hearts pursue, 

Each our best endeavor. 

Chorus — Let our banner floating high, 
Like a spell of beautv, 

K E S — ■ — 

Cheer us on to duty. 

Id the battle field of life, 
There's a contest waging, 

Pen and Sword in eager strife, 
Every man engaging. 

Chorus — Let our banner &c. 

Who while others round him won, 
Would be idly standing 1 

Let him bind his armor on, 
Truth and Right defending. 

Chorus — Let our banner, &c. 

On us now the conflict falls, 

Nobly let's receive it ; 
Cheer each other with our calls, 

Victory ! Achieve it ! 

Chorus— Let our banner, &c. 

Here we pledge to stem the wrong, 

Warfare ever glorious ! 
Speed the day with speech and song, 

When we'll be victorious. 

Chorus. — Let our banner, &c. 



AIR-'Benny Havens, O!" 



Come brothers join the glorious song, and high your voices raise, 

For Kappa Sigma Epsilon deserves your notes of praise : 

It is- her sacred altar we lay our hearts upon, 

And we'll make our mightiest efforts for Sigma Epsilon ! 

For Sigma Epsilon, for Sigma Epsilon ! 
And we'll make our mightiest efforts for 6igma Epsilon ! 



'T was here through many a year gone by that noble spirits met, 
And high as they exalted her she stands exalted yet ; 
And Yale hath sent forth to the world full many a gifted son, 
Whose talents here were nurtured in Sigma Epsilon. 
In Sigma Epsilon, &c. 

Upon the brow of Mother Yale there sits a diadem, 
Which Sigma Eps has studded o'er with many a precious gem ; 
And 'mid the wreaths of glory and the laurels Yale hath won, 
The brightest and the best are due to Sigma Epsilon ! 
To Sigma Epsilon, &c. 

Then onward yet and upward she ever shall ascend, 
Till fame shall sing her praises in a strain that hath no end : 
In the zenith of the heavens she will shine a dazzling sun, 
And stars and crescents borrow light from Sigma Epsilon, 
From Sigma Epsilon &c. 



AIR— 4k OI& Folks a! Home. 



When time has borne us on life's river 

Far down the tide, 
When many arrows from death's quiver 

Fall upon either side, 
Then we'll love to cherish ever 

Scenes that are gone, 
Then shall be forgotten never 

Sigma Epsilon ! 

Chorus. — Firm shall be thy fame forever, 
Sigma Epsilon ! 
True hearts shall forget thee never, 
Sigma Epsilon. 

When Profs and Tutors bore us sadly, 

All the day long, 
Here's where we turn our footsteps gladly, 

Here's where we raise the song ; 
Let the music, loudly swelling, 

Echo through the hall, 
Ever some new victory telling 

O'er our rivals all. 
Chorus. — Firm shall be, &c. 



Now while the sky is cloudless o'er us, 

While we are young ; 
Here where the hearty swelling chorus 

Many a time has rung, 
Let our song to-night ascending, 

Ring full merrily, 
Brothers' tones with brothers' blending, 

While we sing of thee. 
Chorus.— Firm shall be, &c. 



AIR— "Brive Dull Care Away." 



I. 

We're glad when Saturday night, Sir, 
Comes round again all riiiht, Sir, 
'Tis the way we take delight, Sir, 
To drive dull care away. 

Chorus— It's the way with Sigma Eps, Sir, &c. 

II. 

Some people are great bores, Sir, 
And always stay in doors. Sir, 
On their posteriors, Sir, 

To drive dull care away. 

Chorus — It's the way that some folks have, Sir, &c. 

III. 

Some love to promenade, Sir, 
And give a serenade, Sir, 
To some undressed old maid, Sir; 
To drive dull care away. 
Chorus — It's the way that some folks have, &c. 

IV. 

Some smoke bestride a rail, Sir, 
And spit like any whale, Sir, 
With a harpoon in his tail, Sir, 
To drive dull care away. 
Chorus — Its the way that some folks have, Sir, &c. 



Some love to swallow clams; Sir, 
And oysters and cold hams, Sir, 
And swell their diaphrams, Sir, 
To drive dull care away 
Chorus — Its the way that some folks have, Sir, &c. 



ABR— " Sparkling and Bright, 



The dewy light of the morning bright, 

The blush of the summer sunrise, 
The purple gleam on cliff and stream, 
May pass away as the day dies, 
Chorus — But our gay song we'll roll along, 
With its ever swelling chorus, 

For W. and M. and H. unite, 

Like .a bow of promise o'er us. 

The white winged cloud, with its misty shroud, 
That trails o'er lake and mountain, 

May calmly die in the summer sky, 
Like the last faint gush of a fountain. 
Chorus — But our gay song, &c. 

The wreaths of spray that float away, 

Borne by the wild wave's motion, 
As they come and go, with a ceaseless flow, 
May sink in the troubled ocean. 
Chorus— But our gay song, &c. 

The gay songs sung, the wild notes flung, 

Once o'er the Rhone's bright river. 
Are heard no more along its shore, 
Forever and forever. 
Chorus — But our gay song, &c. 

Like triple cords, these magic words 

Around our hearts nre weaving; 
And in their power may every hour 
Find us some good achieving. 
Chorus — And so our song will roll along, 
With its ever swelling chorus, 

For W. and M. and H. unite, 

Like a bow of promise o'er us. 



AIR— "Auld Lang Syne." 



I. 
From where the orange scents the gale, 

And from the prairie land, 
We've come to greet Old Mother Yale, 

As brothers hand in hand. 

Chorus — We ra^et as brothers, hand in hand, 
As brothers we will part. 
And time shall ever break the band 
That clasps us heart to heart. 

II. 

Through all the snares of student life, 

Together we will stand. 
Unchanged by envy or by strife — 
We're brothers, hand in hand. 
Chorus — We meet as brothers, &c. 

III. 

If lying lips reproach our name, 
And strive our peace to strand, 
We'll cling the closer and exclaim, 
We're brothers, hand in hand. 
Chorus — We meet as brothers, &c. 

IV. 

Thus, week by week, and year by year, 
Shall meet our happy bai.d, 

For it is good to gather here, 
As brothers hand in hand. 

Chorus — We meet as brothers, &c. 

V. 

And when the farewell accents thrill, 

Unbroken may we stand. 
While parting blessings whisper still, 
We're brothers, hand in hand. 
Chorus — We meet as brothers, hand to hand, 
As brothers, we will part, 
And time shall never break the band 
That clasps us heart to heart. 



AIR— "Annie Laurie." 63. 



I. 

When thinning locks shall sadly, 
Like falling leaves betray 

The last of life-time's summer, 
Our thoughts will pass away, 
Our thoughts will pass away, 

And as we dwell upon 

Our mem'ries pages, sigh for 

Dear Sigma Epsilon. 

II. 

The precious moments treasured 

Will rise before us then, 
And all that these days taught us, 

We'll then recall again, 

We'll then recall again, 
More bright from lapse of years, 

Far fairer than our knowledge, 
Our friendly smiles and tears. 

III. 

So lon£ as life's bright blessings 
Are dearer than its gold, 

So long we'll count our studies 
Less than the love they hold, 
Less than the love they hold, 

When met together here, 
We banish every labor 

Far from our social cheer. 



AIR— to Dearest Mae." 



Come Brothers join together 

In chorus loud and free, 
And let your tones of joyousness 

Ring forth right merrily, 
Full many an hour of youthful glee, 

We've passed together here, 
And hope her bow of promise bends, 
O'er all the coming year. 
Chorus — Then brothers join the song, 
And raise right heartily, 
The notes that e'er shall make more strong, 
Our bond of unity. 



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We shall be brothers ever 

In friendship and in truth 
Brothers in manhood's graver hour. 

And brothers in our youth ; 
And if on one, dark sorrow's cloud 

Shall ever chance to fall, 
We 11 share the sorrow and the cloud 

Shall fall alike on all. 
Chorus — Then brothers join the song, &c 

Our years are swiftly gliding 

Into the gloomy past, 
So let our hearts by friendship's ties 

Be now united fast, 
And as through life with all its cares 

Our weary way we run, 
We'll often stop and backward look 

To Sigma Epsilon ! 
Chorus — Then Brothers join the song, &c. 



AIR—" Landlord Fill The Flowing Bowl," 

Brothers all come join the song, 

And raise the jovial chorus ! 
Ills of life soon pass along, 

And pleasures shine before us. 

Chorus — Joy shall crown the hours to-night, 
Joy shall crown the hours to-night, 
Joy shall crown the hours to-night, 
Smiling gayly o'er us. 

Life is dull and drear they say, 

Full of gloom and sadness ; 
Let us then while now we may, 

Give oar hearts to gladness. 

Chorus — Joy shall crown the hours to-night, 
Joy shall crown the hours to-night. 
Joy shall crown the hours to-night, 
Mingling souls in gladness. 



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Profs and Tutors sure were born, 

Just to tire and vex us ; 
But such bores 'till Monday morn, 

Can no more perplex us. 

Chorus — Free are we to-night my boys, 
Free are we to-night my boys, 
Free are we to-night my boys, 
From such bores that vex us. 

Here in Sigma Epsilon, 
Swift the hours are fleeting ; 

Bless the joys that make us one, 
In this jovial meeting. 

Chorus — Shout for Sigma Epsilon, 
Shout for Sigma Epsilon, 
Shout for Sigma Epsilon, 
And this jovial meeting. 



AIR— " To Drive Dull Care Away." '63 

When round this shrine we meet, Sir, 
And friends and brothers greet, Sir, 
We hail it pleasure sweet, Sir, 
To sing dull care away. 

Chorus — To sing dull care away, 
To sing dull care away. 

For joyous light and free, Sir, 
As wild wind? o'er the sea, Sir, 
In chorus, song and glee, Sir, 
We sing dull care away. 

No blighting shade can fall, Sir, 
When hearts and voices all, Sir, 
Respond this jovial call, Sir, 
To sing dull care away. 
Chorus 

No tutors here can bore, Sir, 
By marking less than four, Sir, 
Ne'er flunking on this floor Sir, 
We sing dull care away. 
Chorus 



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Nor can we here when blue, Sir, 
Retain this dismal hue, Sir, 
E'en though at first we rue, Sir, 
To sing dull care away. 
Chorus 

For song, as sunshine fair, Sir, 
Can laugh at keen despair, Sir, 
And mak« its pleasure rare, Sir, 
To sing dull care away. 
Chorus 

There never mind the ding, Sir, 
But loud and louder sing, Sir, 
'Till chairs and tables ring, Sir, 
To sing dull care away. 
Chorus 



AIR- c 'Cccachelunk.' 



i. 

We're a jolly band of brothers, 
Gathered in this good old hall, 

Sigma Eps the best of mothers, 
Smiling gayly o'er us all. 

Skinning ca-a-ts, &c. 



II. 

When the fizzling day is over, 

Here our rushing souls shall play, 

Jolly lambs in frisky clovi-r, 
While the wolves are far away. 

Skinning ca-a-ts, &c. 



III. 

Delta Kappa's glory rises, 
In immortal pancake hats, 

With the interest on the prizes, 
Which she took for skinning cats. 
Skinning ca-a-ts, &c. 



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IV. 



Sigma Delta's joys ecstatic, 
Are but green potatoes, small, 

Stewing up in Tyler's attic, 
With a coal room for a Hall. 

Skinning ca-a-ts, &e. 



Sigma Epsilon shall never 
Peel the onion of despair, 

But her gallant sons shall ever 
Rule the brave and cheer the fair. 
Skinning ca-a-ts. &c. 



AIR— "Sparkling and Bright." 



i. 

In the storm and strife of the field of life, 
We'll fear no haughty foeman ; 

In the battle hour, the thought of P , 

Shall be a glorious omen. 
Chorus — Then out with a shout for our watch- word stout. 
Our word of power and beauty ; 
It shall be a spell to guard us well, 
And cheer us on to duty. 

II. 

When doubts and cares and subtle snares, 

About our path are teeming, 
Then S like a golden star, 

Shall guide us by her gleaming. 
Chorus — Then out with a shout. &c. 



III. 

Should our hearts be bow'd 'neath sorrow's cloud. 

And darkness gather o'er us, 
Then H shall sing, on her angel wing, 

Of better days before us. 
Chorus — Then out with a shout, &c. 



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AIE-"Araby's Daughter." '63. 

i. 

" How dear to our hearts are the scenes of our childhood, 

Which fond recollection presents to our view, — 
The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wildwood, 

And every loved spot which our infancy knew/"' 
The place of our birth and the fields which in summer 

When the sun smiled in gladness our youthful feet trod, 
Of these will our hearts still continue to murmer, 

Till they're hushed in death, and we lie 'neath the sod. 

II. 

But dearer to us are the friends and the loved ones, [passed. 

With whom, through these scenes, hand in hand we have 
And though in the tomb now they lie with the lone ones, 

Their mem'ry with us will remain to the last. 
The hand that our footsteps in infancy guided, 

And childhood's companions, so cheerful and gay, 
The lips that our faults have so tenderly chided, 

Ne'er can the remembrance of these pass away. 

III. 

And so when the years of our manhood are ended, 
And age, hoary age, has deep furrowed the brow, 

How then will sweet thoughts of our childhood be blended. 
With the memories of joys which encircle us now. [ing, 

When backward o'er life's fields our winged thoughts are fly- 
When we the endearments of College recall, 

Like the sun, shall stand forth, every rival defying. 
Kappa Sigma the brightest, the dearest of all, 

Then shout, swell the song, let the echo replying, 

Benr aloft the high praise of the Bright Star of Yale. 



AIS- : Alma Mater" '62. 

Kappa Sigma ! Kappa Sigma ! hail, hail to thy banner ! 
Beneath which thy sons, in a soldier-like manner, 
Equipped and full armed, at thy summons do rally. 
And forth to the battle stand ready to sally. 

Hurra ! Hurra ! Kappa Sigma forever. 

Hurra ! Hurra ! Kappa Sigma forever. 



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Kappa Sigma ! Kappa Sigma ! thy name is immortal ; 
The zephyr-winds waft it to each distant portal ; 
The eagles thy praises high upwards are winging, 
And thy children in every far climate are singing. 
Hurra ! Hurra ! &c. &e. 

Kappa Sigma ! Kappa Sigma ! thus we meet together, 
To stir up our souls with the souls of each other, 
While hope leads us on with bright prospects before us, 
To win the wreath-laurel that ever hangs o'er us. 
Hurra ! Hurra ! &c. &c. 

Kappa Sigma ! Kappa Sigma ! thy altars are burning, 
With the torches of wisdom, the incense of learning ; 
Thy garners with full sheaves of glory are glowing, 
With thy harvest still golden, thy reapers still mowing. 
Hurra ! Hurra ! &c. &c. 



AIIL-'Xitoria. n '62. 
i. 

Come, Brothers, throw your cares aside, 

Swce-dele-wee-dum-bum, 
And gently float adown life's tide, 

Swee-dele-wee-dum-bum ; 
Let study now give place to fun, 

Swee-dele-wee-tchu-hi-ra-sa. 
In Kappa Sigma Epsilon, 

Swee-dele-wee-dum-bum. 

Chorus — Litoria ! Litoria ! 
Swee-dele-w T ee-tchu-hi-ra-sa, 

Litoria ! Litoria ! 
Swee-dele-wee-dum-bum ! 



II. 

Though clouds beset our path each day, 
We'll steady press our onward way, 
And soon the darkness will be gone 
In Kappa Sigma Epsilon. 

Chorus. 



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III. 



Her star can pierce the darkest night, 
And put the thickest clouds to flight. 
It points her children ever on, — 
The star of Sigma Epsilon. 
Chorus. 



IV. 

Bright names are gleaming on her scroll, 
Each passing year perfects the roll, 
And Alma Mater's noblest sons 
Are Kappa Sigma Epsilons. 
Chorus. 



A golden chain binds heart and heart. 
No common blow the tie can part ; 
Our joys and griefs and hopes are one 
In Kappa Sigma Epsilon. 

Chorus. 



VI. 

Then grasp the hand more warmly now, 
Let wit and mirth more freely flow ; 
These golden hours will soon be gone, 
In Kappa Sigma Epsilon. 

Chorus. 



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AIR— "Crambambuli." '62. 
i. 

Come, brothers, raise the joyful chorus, 

And sing to Sigma Epsilon, 
Her guardian angel hovers o'er us, 

Uniting all our hearts in one. 
And so her praise in song recall, 
The parent of her rivals all, 

For Sigma Epsilon, Hurra ! Hurra ! 



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II 

Like Yale"s old elms, long has she flourished. 

Our Alma Mater's boast and pride, 
Her fame, by tender care, once nournished, 

Is gently wafted down time's tide. 
So at her shrine we'll raise the song, 
Which future ages shall prolong, 

For Sigma Epsilon, Hurra ! Hurra ! 

III. 

She wears no crown of jewelled lustre, 
No laurels need her praise proclaim, 

For, like Cornelia, round her cluster, 
Her sons, the brightest crown of fame, 

And so we'll sing our life-time through, 

And make our wives and children too, 
For Sigma Epsilon, Hurra! Hurra ! 

IV. 

Long may she flourish 'neath the blessing, 
And kindly care of mother YALE, 

With S and W still increasing, 

And rainbow H that ne'er shall fail. 

While Dartmouth hears the notes afar, 

And echoes out the loud huzza, 
For Sigma Epsilon, Hurra ! Hurra ! 



AIR— "Rosalie, the Prairie Flower." '62. 



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Brothers, may we ever let the song roil on, 

Hail to Kappa Sigma Epsilon ! 
Blessed are the holy ties that bind us here ! 

Blessed are the memories dear ! 
Fondly will we cherish friendships here begun. 

Shining all the course of life upon ! 
Sigma Eps, our mother, as her sons we stand, 
Brothers with the heart and hand ! 
Chorus — Rest not a stigma thy name upon, 
Blest Kappa Sigma Epsilon ! 
For thy star of glory never shall grow pale, 
Brightest in the crown of Yale ! 



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11 M que M , cum conjuncta S 

Oh ! may ever such our watchword be ! 
Telling of the present, with its joyous cheer, 

Hopeful for the future year ! 
Raise we then our voices in the glad refrain ! 

Till the skies above us sound again ! 
Sigma Eps shall ever be a beacon light, 

Guiding in the paths of right ! 
Chorus . 



AIR- God Save the King. " 63 

To Sigma Epsilon, 

We'll raise our song anon, 

Long may she stand ! 
The glory of old Yale, 
Her star shall ne'er grow pale, 
Its radiance never fail, 

To light our land. 

Oft through this good old hall, 
Swelled by the voice of all, 

Shall song resound, 
Our hearts unknown to care, 
Each others joys will share, 
Our mutual burdens bear, 

By friendship bound. 

May love our band unite, 
Our hopes be firm and bright, 

Our aims be high, 
Though soon these hours so gay, 
So sweet, will pass away, 
That love shall ne'er decay, 

A magic tie. 

Then let our joyous song, 
With chorus deep and long, 

Still louder swell, 
The crescent, sunk in night 
The oak laid low by might, 
The star with glory bright, 

Our triumph tell. 



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AIR— "Auld Lang Syne." 

Time's glass is filled with varied sand, 

Of mingled joy and grief, 
We'll turn, and with no trembling hand. 

O'er many a chequered leaf; 
And fear not but mid many a blot, 

There yet are pages fair — 
And flowers which time can wither not, 

Preserved still fragrant there. 

As the still night glides slowly on, 

Let music raise her strain, 
And tell of pleasures that are gone, 

With some that yet remain ; — 
And as the stream, where'er it hies. 

Steals something in its flow — 
Those strains shall taste of ecstacies 

We knew too lon» ago. 



VALEDICTORY-" AIR, Old Hundred" 



The meeting stands ad-jour-ur-ned. 
The meeting stands ad-jour-ur-ned, 
The meeting stands ad-jour-ur-ned, 
The meeting stands ad-jour-ur-ned. 



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